My C.E.O Wife

076 The Brick Squad

Mr. Tang took a closer look, it was none other than the little assistant from before.

He raised his eyebrows, why, this little assistant is not reconciled, and still wants to chase him out to teach him a lesson? How naive.

Old Wang, go out and teach him how to be a man.

Mr. Tang waved his hand and said.

Okay, Mr. Tang.

The driver immediately opened the door and got out of the car. He was a retired soldier, and the veteran had no job to do. Later, he became the driver for Mr. Tang.

After he got out of the car, the door of a Land Rover next to him also opened, and four big men jumped out from inside. They were all wearing black coats and white vests. They seemed to be the four bodyguards of Mr. Tang.

These five people directly blocked Qin Chuan in front. Mr. Tang sat in the car, lowered the window, and said with a smile, If you say you are trash, you are trash. Do you think I can do anything when I get to the parking lot? Tell you , a little assistant like you, I can kill you in minutes.

After finishing speaking, he lit a cigarette, looked at Qin Chuan with a smile and said, Well, think about it, if you are willing to kneel down and beg me now, I will let you go, how? Makes sense.

So Mr. Tang bought five dogs with money.

Qin Chuan smiled, No wonder our President Tang is so arrogant.

These people are indeed dogs I paid for, so what?

Mr. Tang laughed loudly, I can raise it only if I have money. If you don't have money, if you still mess with me, you will only be bitten by a dog!

As he said that, several big men surrounded Qin Chuan, all gearing up, as if they would strike at any moment.

Qin Chuan was unmoved, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it slowly, and took a puff.

You are calm.

Mr. Tang was also smoking a cigarette, But your composure is just pretending, I can see it. Don't think that you can be like me just by smoking a cigarette, just like I smoke the Ninth Five Lord, you smoke It’s just like the cheapest Hongta Mountain. Our identities are too different, and we are destined to be different. Why, are you still reluctant to beg for mercy? No matter how reluctant, the person who hurts is you!”

Mr. Tang, what nonsense are you talking about with this kid? Let me beat him up!

As he said that, Lao Wang raised his hand and slapped Qin Chuan across the face.

But Qin Chuan's movements were faster, he took a step forward, grabbed the old king's arm with one hand, and then pulled.

Click it!

This joint technique directly broke the old Wang's arm, and then Qin Chuan pressed his body and pressed him to the ground, while the cigarette butt poked the old Wang's back of the hand.

Ahhh!

Lao Wang screamed in pain several times, tears came down, and a burning smell came.

The four people next to him jumped, and the cigarette in Mr. Tang's mouth fell directly to the ground.

Nima...what's going on? Pharaoh was knocked down after a face-to-face meeting?

What are you doing in a daze! There are so many of you, give it to me!

Mr. Tang was the first to react and scolded angrily.

Those thugs just woke up and were about to strike. But there was a sound of footsteps around them. They turned their heads and found that fourteen or five young people came around at some time. These young people are dressed in messy clothes, and some of them have dyed hair. They look like social idlers.

And one of the leaders was wearing a black coat and carrying a big black sword, looking like a psychopath.

But no matter what, the number of opponents was quite large, and they were surrounded directly. Moreover, these people have a purple ribbon around their arms, and they don't know what it symbolizes.

What's happening here?

Mr. Tang was a little dazed.

Second Master, what happened, did these guys provoke you!

Da Mao carried the big black sword, looked at the four thugs who were standing there, and asked with a loud voice, Second Master, just say a word, and I will cut them to death in minutes!

What are you wearing today?

Qin Chuan couldn't tell.

Second Master, you are too outdated!

Da Mao curled his lips, This is Kirito from Sword Art Online! See if I'm handsome! I must train myself to the full level!

Qin Chuan couldn't stand this secondary illness.

Who are you?

Hearing these gangsters call the assistant Erye, Mr. Tang felt that something was wrong.

Who are we? Hey, you'll know right away.

Da Mao chuckled, and Qin Chuan put away the previous smiling face, and said coldly, Damn, it's so uncomfortable to fight in this suit.

Two clever little violets stepped forward immediately, one reached out to take the shirt Qin Chuan handed over, and the other handed over a small black vest and a small purple waistcoat.

When Qin Chuan took off his shirt, the golden ratio lines on his body envied several big men present.

Although there are not so exaggerated muscles, this kind of line is the most beautiful. Just like the statue of David, a body with a golden ratio is the most perfect symbol of a man!

And with Qin Chuan's excitement, a red yaksha faintly appeared behind him.

That yaksha was very ferocious, with one hand holding the black five-strand flame fork, and the other holding a struggling little monster.

And his feet were stepping on water waves, as if he was about to jump out of Qin Chuan's back. This yaksha was so lifelike that it was like a thread on Qin Chuan's back, which aroused Da Mao's surprise.

Second Lord, how did you get the tattoo? Why is it red, and it disappears every now and then?

It's a pigeon blood tattoo.

Qin Chuan explained, Only a few tattoo artists can get tattoos. This kind of tattoo is usually invisible. It only appears when I am excited or sweating during exercise.

Cool!

Da Mao was very excited, I also have tattoos, but they are far worse than Er Ye's!

Oh? Where is your tattoo?

Qin Chuan was a little curious.

Here it is!

Da Mao pulled down his pants, and there was a tattoo of Mickey Mouse on his hip.

Second Master! It's so cool! Isn't it special!

Da Mao asked excitedly, Qin Chuan couldn't help covering his forehead.

Nima, this guy is too... weird... how can I have such a weird subordinate!

Did Brother Big Mao pick up soap with Second Master...

I feel that there is something wrong with the relationship between the two...

The little Violet brothers next to him began to discuss in a low voice, and Qin Chuan felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to clean himself up. He didn't explain at all, and silently put on his vest and purple vest.

The purple coat is also a symbol of their violet, with a coquettish violet pattern printed on the back of the vest.

This idea was also thought of by Da Mao. He felt that if Violet wanted to develop her own style, she should also maintain a tacit understanding in clothing. Members above cadres should put on purple coats every time they go to battle!

Although Da Mao is always unreliable, but this time the idea has been unanimously recognized.

This kind of small vest is a bit slimming, and it is a waist-cut style. It is definitely not good-looking for ordinary people to wear, but it is the most suitable for a man with a golden ratio like Qin Chuan.

Mr. Tang, you raised five dogs, and I beat one to the ground, leaving four.

Qin Chuan was playing with a stick handed over by a younger brother, and looked at Mr. Tang with a sneer, And I have fifteen brothers here, you say the two of us, who should beg for mercy?

You, you dare to hit me?

Mr. Tang's voice changed a little bit, and he didn't know where he was proud of before, I'm the boss of Ronghua Enterprise! If you dare to touch me, I guarantee that you won't be able to eat and walk around! And there are cameras here! Who dares to touch me? , who dares!

Camera?

Qin Chuan smiled, Don't forget, this is the parking lot of the Emgrand Mall. Before I came, I had turned off the monitoring of the parking lot. Within an hour, this place is a vacuum. Even if you are People are killed, and no one knows.

You, how dare you do this! I am the silver VIP of your Emgrand! Don't you want to do business anymore?

Silver VIP?

Qin Chuan shrugged his shoulders, I remember, Mr. Tang told us just now that you would never set foot in Emgrand again. Besides, what does Emgrand's business have to do with me? I'm just an assistant. Didn't you tell me just now, Can you kill me in minutes? Now I am standing here, come on, Mr. Tang.

You four, give it to me!

Mr. Tang roared, I'll give you more money. You are all soldiers. It's no problem for one to fight ten!

The four hesitated for a moment, but did not move.

One hundred thousand yuan, settle them for me!

Mr. Tang growled again.

As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Mr. Tang shouted, and the four thugs finally moved.

As expected of being soldiers, they thought for a while, and immediately huddled together and rushed into the crowd.

The four of them thought that their skills must be far superior to these little gangsters, so when they were ready to come up, they were ruthless, knocking down a few and scaring the rest away. They are all from the society, as long as two of them are brought down, the others will naturally disperse.

But they didn't expect that half of the fourteen or fifteen punks took out sticks and came to attract their attention. And the remaining half pulled out a brick from the satchel and attacked directly from behind.

Bang bang bang!

Bricks bloomed on their heads, and the four thugs were directly thrown to the ground.

The Paizhuan team is getting sharper and sharper.

Qin Chuan didn't expect to be able to deal with four retired thugs in one face-to-face, and was very surprised.

Hey, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can fall down with one brick!

Da Mao said triumphantly, The paizan team was trained by the eldest sister, and the damage is considerable!

The eldest sister refers to Luo Li. Originally, the people below called her the third master, but she strongly refused, so they changed their name to the eldest sister.

Lou Li is indeed a talent.

Qin Chuan originally wanted to train these punks himself, but later realized that his set was for training killing machines, not thugs. If it is really necessary to cultivate a group of killing machines, I am afraid that the government will not sit idly by. Although he took care of the deputy director Yang Jun, if things get too big, even he can't cover himself.

Fuck your mother! I won't be afraid of you!

At this time, Mr. Tang suddenly rolled up the window, locked the door, and was about to start the car and leave.